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No, really.|I cant leave this time.

She said:
No way.|So I said: I have a point.

-Can I have a point?|-Right.

-Fine.|-Which one?

I want the blonde.|I really want the blonde.

-I want the dark one.|-You want the dark?

-Yeah, I want the dark one.|-Are we gonna do a swap?

-Let s dig out. Let s do it two way.|-Okay, okay.

-I get the kitchen, I get the kitchen.|-Kitchen, lll take the bedroom.

-My name again, what was it?|-Tracey.

Phoebe! Goddammit!

-Come on, H.|-Taylor...

Come on. Come on, H.

All right, all right.

-So, what do you guys do, anyway?|-Im an explorer!

Oh, no!|Ive seen you around!

-Youre an accountant, or a lawyer...|-An accountant? Please!

Feel this. Since when does|an accountant feel like that?

Now, anybody can do weights.

-H, go and sit next to Lisas friend.|-Tracey!

Tracey, go sit next to H! Hes kinda|shy, you know. That s right!

Come round then!

-Hi!|-Hi.

-Hello, sailor!|-So?

We got it! We got it!

Thank you, guys!

Oh, my God...

-OK, come on...|-We are fine!

Okay. Were gonna come in.

-I gotta go.|-No way! Come on! One drink!

Come on, H! Please. Please!

Okay, okay.|Im aware of this.

-Are you guys coming in or what?|-You go on in, well be right there.

It s number 58. Hurry up before|we change our minds...

-Let s go in for one drink.|-I cant go in there!

-One drink.|-I cant!

-Why?|-If I screw around, Im dead meat.

Oh, man, these girls|are wet, wild and willing!

That s why I cant go in.

Come on, H! Havent I always looked|after you on our adventures together?

This is one kinda adventure I dont|do anymore. You know that.

What the hell|is going on down there?

Were coming!

Youre coming. Im going home.|lll call you to run thru the inventory.

H... H...

H!

F*** the rules!

-Cat burglar?|-P*ssy thief.

-Spiderman, what s the f***ing idea?|-Im just visiting, pop.

You wanna jump down like a good boy|or you want me to blow your head off?

Tracey!

Lisa!

-Taylor, what youre doing up here?|-Wheres your magic wand now?

-Is this guy a friend of yours?|-It s okay, Tony. We know him.

Im okay, Tony.|Im okay.

Crazy f***ing girls.

-He always do this kinda thing?|-Every Friday night.

Hello, girls. Nice neighborhood.|Hey, slow down.

Hello! Anyone home?

The baby is wet, daddy.

What s that, Cin?

I dont understand how you can sit|there with your son sopping wet...

and not even notice.

-Im sorry.|-Dont apologize to me.

Im sorry, Eric.

I just had a flash about this paper,|Cin, I gotta get this done.

Weve been waiting about a year for|you to have a flash about parenthood!

Give me a break, honey.

We get an hour a day of your valuable|time, professor, if were lucky.

Im only asking you for one hour|a day to think about us.

-Cin!|-Yes?

I forgot to tell you that the Alaska|trip has been pushed forward a week.

Harold, I want to make you a deal.

You can be a foul-up as a father|for ten more days.

When you get back from this trip,|youll promise to concentrate on us.

The three of us, for six months.

-Okay?|-I promise.

You got your fingers crossed?

Fine.

Hold Eric for five more minutes,|'till Im ready for work.

Im gonna take you|to a mountain with me.

Yeah, a mountain.

Give me a kiss, a kiss.

Listen, Carl, all you have|to do is go back in there...

and testify what you|saw those guys do.

Just tell the Court the truth.

lll drop accessory to second degree|murder to aggravated assault.

Plus we forget all the other charges.|It s a hell of a deal, Carl.

-A hell of a deal.|-Man, you is one f***ing attorney!

Aggravated assault? One year tops.|County time youre out in 8 months.

Man, I rat and in|eight months Im dead!

Popped the second|I hit the streets.

lll see personally|that you get protective custody.

Yeah, for the rest of my life?

Man, that s bullshit|and I aint ratting.

Would you like another|cup of coffee?

How about you, Dex?|lll buy if you do the honors.

Cream and sugar, right?

What is this sh*t?

Are you gonna leave me alone with|this guy? The f***ing assistant D.A.?

Were gonna go back in there.|Me and you.

The youngest brother.

-Most frightened, likely to crack.|-Oh, no. You aint cracking me, man.

And your brothers will be looking|at you and will be wondering:

What the hell are they|talking about in there?

lll approach the bench concerning|some new evidence Ive just received.

And the whole time Im doing it, lll|look at your brothers and at you.

-Man, you is one sick f***.|-Well, now youre catching on.

Well, in a strange way it was girls.

I used to hide from them in the|library in the fifth grade.

That s when I came across my first|physics textbook explaining...

Einsteins Unified Field Theory.

At the time I thought Id found God.|Okay, Peter, try it now.

-That s got it, Professor.|-Perfect.

Okay.

Anyway... high school, college,|I dove deeper into physics...

and discovered Einstein had failed|in the face of Quantum Mechanics.

I saw God die almost|before he was born.

Quantum Physics smashed to pieces|the cornerstone of physical science.

-Cause and effect.|-Precisely. There was no answer.

Listen, why dont you clear it up|and lll go get us some sandwiches?

Professor, if theres no answer,|then why look for one?

That s why I climb|mountains, Peter.

There you go!

H, youll get it in a second!|One more try, come on!

H, come on! There you go!|Come on!

Come on, H. Youve gotta|do better than that. Let s go!

There you go!

Beautiful.

Beautiful.

Nice, nice, nice.|Good job.

Look where we were.

-That was hairy scary, man.|-Good job.

-Nice play.|-Thank you.

Did I give you a good play?

Check that out.

-Im gonna free the whole pitch.|-Really?

You know what I love|about you, Taylor?

Youre too dumb to let reality|stand in the way of success.

Jesus, what s that?

Right there.|See they overhanging the roof?

-What are they doing?|-Dunno, let s pay a visit to find out.

Okay, you first.

Here we go.

-Hey, nice climb.|-Great arm!

-They let anybody on this mountain.|-Dallas, hows it hanging?

Everybody, this is Taylor Brooks,|the Spat twins...

Jacki Metcalf.

-You climbed Anapurna, didnt you?|-Yeah.

-Congratulations.|-Thanks.

-Takane Shimuzu.|-How do you do?

-Phillip Claiborne?|-The Phillip Claiborne?

Hello, Taylor.|Nice moves.

Nice to meet you.|Thank you.

Okay, H!

-Are you guys moving in?|-Well, this is just a test run.

-Test run for what?|-Well, we...

Wed rather not say until|weve got the permissions.

Permissions?|Himalayas, heh?

I never talk about|a deal until it s signed.

-You two are moving pretty fast.|-We got a little test run ourselves.

Were coming back in a month|to shoot for the record on McKinley.

-The summit speed record?|-You think you can beat 36 hours?

-Who else are you taking?|-Superman?

No, it s just Harold and me. Plus|a couple of our favorite hookers.

-Harold who?|-Harold Jamison.

Never heard of him.

Well, here he comes. Well|ask him if hes ever heard of you.

-How high are you going tonight?|-Just up to the snowline.

-Jesus Christ.|-Hello?

-What time you chopper in the sushi?|-Howre you doing? Everythings fine.

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